Jinling City, Qinchun Garden.
A voice rang out. Sun Yuanliang's two fingers were tapping on his thigh, and he had a very satisfied expression.
"In Huang Luobao's tent, he received orders and was anxious to destroy the old general Huang Hansheng.”
"When I fought in Changsha County, I met Second General Ting Hou by chance.”
"I fell into someone else's trap, and my Hundred Steps Piercing Arrow shot his helmet tassel. I abandoned the dark and surrendered to the light.”
"Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah!"
Sun Yuanliang closed his eyes and sang the familiar lines along with the Peking opera performance.
Sun Yuanliang had watched the play " Mt. Dingjun " countless times, and he knew the lines very well.
At this moment, he had a maid serving him.
Not far away, the tea was already boiling hot. The maid carefully placed the sky-high Biluochun tea at the bottom of the cup.
After that, the maid poured the tea with boiled spring water and followed the traditional tea ceremony.
A rich fragrance wafted from the teacup. Sun Yuanliang took the teacup and savored it carefully.
With just one bite, it left a lingering fragrance in his mouth. It was simply the best in the world.
Compared to the soldiers of the 524th Regiment who were fighting a bloody battle in the four-row warehouse, Sunyuan Liangduan was enjoying himself.
"Ta Ta Ta…"
Footsteps could be heard coming from inside the house. A security guard was holding a document and walking towards Sun Yuanliang.
"General, President Jiang's commendation order. The soldiers of the 524th Regiment of the Sihang Warehouse fought well. They eliminated more than 200 Japanese in the battle yesterday.”
"This is a rare victory for our prefecture army!”
The guard was overjoyed, but not because of the victory of the Sihang warehouse, but because Sun Yuanliang was rewarded.
If he was valued by CEO Jiang, how could Sun Yuanliang's path to promotion and wealth not be smooth?
"Oh?"
"Originally, he was just an abandoned pawn. I've long disliked that disobedient Xie Jingyuan, but I didn't expect him to play so well in the four-row warehouse!”
Sun Yuanliang received the commendation order and was overjoyed!
As the famous "Flying General", Sun Yuanliang, who was good at escaping and retreating, had long been at odds with Xie Jingyuan.
This time, he was just sending Xie Jingyuan, this ignorant fellow, to his death. He was also going to sacrifice the 400 soldiers in Si Xing's warehouse to put on a show.
If the national army in the warehouse was defeated, he would not lose out.
After all, since the Battle of Songhu, the national army had been hard pressed to win.
No matter what, the matter of losing the battle would never be remembered by him.
If he could display some strength of character, then he, Sun Yuanliang, would be able to get a lot of capital to rise.
Why not?
As for the lives of those four hundred people?
Please, in the eyes of 'Flying General' Sun Yuanliang, this was just a step up for him.
In exchange for a promotion in his official position, this was the most suitable deal.
After flipping through the first page of the commendation order, Sun Yuanliang, who had lost his mind, turned pale.
"General, what's wrong?" The guard quickly noticed that something was wrong with Sun Yuanliang.
"CEO Jiang, you're so muddleheaded!”
"So what if those 400 soldiers are dead? Why take such a big risk and force my 88th Division to go to Shanghai to pick them up?”
It turned out that "Flying General" Sun Yuanliang was afraid that he would be made into dumplings by the Japanese if he led the 88th Division to Shanghai.
To put it simply, it was Sun Yuanliang, who was a major general from Huangpu Military Academy.
He was afraid of death!
Although Sun Yuanliang didn't want to go to the 524th Regiment, the military orders were firm.
However, he still had to lead the soldiers of the 88th Division to Shanghai.
……
On the south bank of Haosong River, the people of Shanghai gathered with candles.
The cold wind was biting cold, but the people of Xia country did not care at all.
At this time, they did not know that under the instructions of President Jiang, the tax department under the leadership of Sun Liren was rapidly approaching Shanghai.
As for the 88th Division, under the leadership of the escaping general Sun Yuanliang, they unwillingly and slowly advanced toward Shanghai.
In the Eagle Country's rented house, the citizens of China held candles in their hands and formed a heart-shaped candle circle.
There were flowers placed in the heart-shaped candle circle.
Everyone was gathered at this location, praying for the soldiers who had died in the four-row warehouse.
At the same time, it was also a blessing for Lin Danyang, who was seriously injured and didn't know what death was.
In the little girl's hand, a lit sky lantern rose.
There were tender strokes on it. Through the window of the four-row warehouse, one could clearly see the words on the Kongming Lantern.
"Uncle, you can do it!"
A few simple words struck straight to the heart.
The soldiers of Regiment 524 had tears in their eyes after a day of fighting.
Then came the second Kongming Lantern, the third Kongming Lantern…and countless Kongming Lanterns.
"Come on, warrior, fight for the country!"
"An inch of mountains and rivers is an inch of blood. You're all good!”
"The soldiers of Xia country are all iron-willed!"
His sincere words seemed to bring warmth and light to the lonely and cold hearts of the soldiers in the four-row warehouse.
"Hey, little brat, your injuries haven't fully recovered yet. Why are you smoking my cigarettes here?”
"Smoke is my life. If it weren't for the fact that I'm a hero, I wouldn't have given it to you!”
Goat Guai glanced at Lin Danyang, who looked extremely embarrassed because he had been secretly smoking.
Then, he turned around and looked at the south bank of Haosong River.
"It's really beautiful over there, and there are so many beautiful girls on the other side!”
Yang Guai said enviously.
"If the country is not defended, everything will be doomed to become ruins. It is only a matter of time.”
"So even if it's for the sake of the people behind us, we have to guard the four rows of warehouses!”
"This is the duty and honor of a soldier!”
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